Monthly Archives: August 2014

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, August 31, 2014, 11:15 a.m. In college football on Saturday, 3,328 points were scored. I saw sixteen of them, well, in a stadium. Come to think of it, maybe those didn’t count. They were in an … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, August 29, 2014, 1:59 p.m. “When the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name, He writes not that you won or lost, but how you played the game.” – Grantland Rice (1880-1954) On Thursday, … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, August 26, 2014, 7:04 p.m. I’ve got a few thoughts about the Sprint Cup schedule announced officially on Tuesday. It still doesn’t add up to me. I don’t see as how a month warmer weather at … Continue reading →

Richfield, Ohio, Sunday, August 24, 2014, 8:40 a.m. The highlight of the morning was seeing a man who looked remarkably like Woody Hayes eating breakfast in the motel lobby. He wore suspenders, a white tee shirt, and a pair of … Continue reading →

Clinton, S.C., Thursday, August 21, 2014, 7:53 p.m. I went out to meet the Red Devils tonight. I didn’t really meet them. What few to whom I spoke, I already knew. The Red Devils were introduced to me and several … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, August 20, 2014, 8:36 p.m. As it rains in Bristol, Tennessee, and the Red Sox lead the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, California and Greater Orange County by a 3-1 margin at Fenway Park, it occurs … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, August 17, 2014, 12:52 p.m. I was almost completely separate from NASCAR on Saturday. I talked a bit about it while signing books in Virginia and watching baseball in North Carolina. On the way between the … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Thursday, August 14, 2014, 9:47 a.m. I don’t care whether or not Johnny Manziel starts for the Cleveland Browns. I don’t care whether or not I get the SEC Network. I don’t care whether or not the … Continue reading →

Clinton, South Carolina, Sunday, August 10, 2014, 11:47 a.m. Tragedies are frequently a result of a comedy of errors, not that there’s anything funny about them. They are long, improbable games of dice, in which “snake eyes” land again and … Continue reading →